Let's go to the locker room and rest for a bit. I'll have something to tell you once I'm done. Don't go. Just 15 minutes.
He led me to the locker room. Ethan's unusual behavior was making me a little anxious. I didn't know what he actually wanted to tell me. As far as he was concerned, the only thing we had in common was Lily.
The door to the training center's lounge kept opening and closing. By the time a staff member came in for the third time to ask me, Would you like something to drink? I was already getting restless.
The next second, the door swung open and Ethan walked in. Seeing me still sitting on the couch, the tension in his brows seemed to ease Ethan. Just sit down. You're not a staff member here. You don't have to be so formal.
The lounge wasn't large, but with just the two of us there, I still felt a bit uneasy. So, why did you keep me here? Did you bring your phone? I was taken aback, but I nodded anyway.
Let's exchange contact info. I'll treat you to a meal next time. I was taken aback. I wondered if I'd heard him wrong. Ethan was such a big star on the school team.
Fans who came specifically to see him play could fill the entire gym. No, that's okay. It's just a small gift. You don't need to treat me to a meal. That's a different matter.
Was this how a minor star with a million followers asked someone out so bluntly?